December 2, 2011

Seventy Plus, Round Five of YORAYM

Like I said in my last post, according to my Kindle, I’m 86% finished with read #5 in my Year of Reading at Your Mercy. I guess that means I’m a bit behind in sharing the title here, not to mention in announcing which group I polled in order to pick it…

A few weeks ago, David drew another slip for me from the caterpillar. Here’s what it said:

So, I asked three people I know to be older than 69 which book they’d like me to read, and I threw in a posthumous recommendation to make four. Some people think it’s funny when you “know” they are over the age of 69. Some people don’t. I’m glad to report all three of the people I asked were in the first camp, unless of course one of them made a mental voodoo doll of me after I walked away. The heel of my left foot has developed a piercing sort of pain… But really, I didn’t think beforehand about how the age-assumption might offend potential book recommenders, because all three of the people I chose to ask have such spark and because I hope that when I’m over the age of 69, I’ll be proud of myself like they are. Anyway, because I chose well, I think I managed to get away with just a pinky toe in my mouth instead of my whole foot.

I asked two people from my church—Charlotte, who is in the choir with me, and John, our Pastor Emeritus. Charlotte recommended O Ye Jigs and Juleps! by Virginia Cary Hudson. John recommended anything by theologian Marcus Borg. I also took a recommendation from my friend George Scarbrough, who passed away a few years ago. He gave me his copy of A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter before he died because he thought I’d like it. Then, I asked my friend Willard from work, who surprised me by asking me to read The Road by Cormac McCarthy. (You’d be surprised too if you knew Willard.) He said he wants to know what I think about The Road…and if I get lost as often as he did.

Well, turns out I’m reading The Road.

When David showed me the slip, I thought, “I doubt there is a book out there any more different than On the Night of the Seventh Moon than The Road by Cormac McCarthy.”

I was right. No more amorous counts. No more horseback rides. No more forests and mist. No more. But I’m still reading.

The RoadO Ye Jigs and Juleps!Speaking Christian: Why Christian Words Have Lost Their Meaning and Power - And How They Can Be RestoredA Girl of the Limberlost


Have you ever read any cormac mccarthy? Good luck with it. Im fairly surprised at his choice myself! Ive heard him recommend books to others but its always mysteries like Tess Geritsen. Which I also found interesting! I hope you like The Road. If you can get past the grammar issues, its a good book.

by heather on December 3, 2011 at 9:09 am. #

Actually, I was almost finished with it when I posted this. I read the last page last night and wept. The book is beautiful, and even though I know what you’re talking about with the grammar, that didn’t really trip me up much. I’ll gather my thoughts and post about it soon. I can’t tell whether Willard liked it or not. Seems he mostly just wants to see if I’m as confused by it as he was. I love Willard.

by wendy on December 3, 2011 at 9:33 am. #

I think the grammar part makes the book more intense. It drives me a little crazy, but almost draws me more into the story, if that makes any sense. This is making me want to read something else by him…

by heather on December 3, 2011 at 12:41 pm. #

I might have to quote you on that when I write about the book. I think you’re right. The unusual grammar habits add something to the stress of the story. I want to read more by him too, but of course, I probably won’t be able to until I turn 36. :) Mike R. says he likes McCarthy’s earlier work a lot.

by wendy on December 4, 2011 at 12:11 am. #

The list grows ever longer! I know how you feel!

by Heather on December 4, 2011 at 8:11 pm. #